upon this bank and shoal of time – ghostofgatsby

They laugh as they dart between the lamplight and the shadows and dance around lampposts. Once at the river, they kick off their shoes. The moonlight shines across the surface of the water.
Smith walks backwards into the river. “Come on, to shake the summer heat from our skin.” He beckons.
“It isn’t as warm out as it was at high noon. Won’t it be too cold?” she questions.
“We can warm up.” He smirks and reaches out for her. “Come in with me.

Rating: Explicit

CW: drowning, death, fae manipulation, underwater sex, crunching of bones/trampling to death (somewhat gory violence), fighting, small injury
If I need to tag something else, let me know.

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